I am a retired School Social Worker with a high interest in an Illinois
National Guard program. The Lincoln's ChalleNGe Academy, located in
Rantoul, Illinois, has occupied much of my free time for the past eight
years. I'm convinced this program saves lives, restores damaged young
adults and prepares young citizens to move to higher levels of life.
But, for now, we'll limit this time to taking a look at the lessons I have
learned as a mentor.
So, here I am…a retired School
Social Worker.
What happens when you throw me into the Lincoln's ChalleNGe pot full
of cadets who need a mentor?
This is my story, their story and lots of lessons.
Pens and papers ready? Lets begin.
Often a good mentor walks with his cadet, struggles with his cadet
and sometimes shares the rewards or pain. Its an active role we play
as we travel on the cadet’s dirt path to success. The changing process
occurs as
the cadet seeks his/her dreams; accepts life's gifts and learns to live
with those emotional shadows from the past.
When the cadet quits, the game is over. When the cadet persists,
success eventually comes. It was my job to keep them walking; to do
some patching up on occasion; and, to be their light in the night when darkness
was all that could be seen.
So, here are a few of the lessons I learned from this most extraordinary
mentoring experience.
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David taught me that “stubborn dreamers” win. He’s married and
in the Navy. He’s home in California now. He’s a proud daddy.
Justin and Doug taught me that we can’t win until we get that impulsive
behavior under control. They earned success lots of times and every
time,
they threw it away when they yielded to their impulsive behavior.
Doug lost the “love of his life” and spent some time in prison. Justin
lost his military career, his wife and he then he quit trying.
Larry taught me that we are sometimes the victims of heredity's laws,
the universe’s schedule, contagious illnesses and random odds. Sometime
we are victims and we are forced to leave life’s game. I saw a most
extraordinary example of this. I walked with Larry as his mental
illness (Schizophrenia) took control. Today he’s a vagrant on the
streets of Asheville, North Carolina.
Jeff taught me that when you learn from “the mercy” of others, you
can walk away free of a failing past. You can win when you accept the
forgiveness offered; you admit to your own failures; and, walk away committed
to believing in what others see in you. Jeff’s back from his year in
Iraq and working today.
Shawn taught me that our community can damage us if we persist in
living a “non compliant” life style. He taught me that if you declare
war on this society, its agents will crush you…sometimes to death.
He committed suicide at 24 years of age.
Litchfield taught me that if you won’t walk away from alcohol, anger
and childhood fears, your life won’t change. A few of those “frozen”
people, at their best, will live a life at the edge of failure. Others
will tumble off
periodically into prison, drug treatment programs or a caregiver who offers
protection at the price of his free will. Right now, he’s got his
“sugar mama” and hunkered-down for the Winter.
Robert taught me that grandpa’s are important people too.
He taught me that our weak dreams can become our primary life guides.
He taught me that childhood trauma can be overcome if we have a few persistent
believers in our corner. He taught me what a good friend is all about.
Jimmy taught me that living in the basement isn’t a life. Hiding
isn’t fun. Isolation takes us out of life’s game. Withdrawal is safe
but safe is lonely
And, when opportunity knocks, we can walk away into a productive life
style. He did it and is working in Las Vegas.
William taught me that our judgment can hurt others and is often the
product of our own pride and self-fulfillment. Professional judgment
is often no better than what our neighbors create. How life plays
out to each of us is the product of our own will, the environmental forces
and those emotions we hold or release. It is not the product of what
others predict. Will graduates from college this year.
And, finally, Joe taught me that sometimes we fall short of our goals. Sometimes
we must adjust our vision and and focus on the gains rather than the shortage
from our objectives. Jerry didn't get his GED while in
The Challenge Program, but, he later completed it when he got home.
Jerry didn't get any special awards but he left proud and confident. It
is when we are engaged in life that learn of our personal skills and limitations.
Our personal measurements should be based on our successes as they happen,
not as we think they should be.
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So, those are a few of my learning experiences. Each was priceless.
Each tugged at my heart strings. Each has a unique story told in a
unique way. Each demonstrates that those early adult experiences are
real…this road we walk is real. The rewards and the losses carry a
price much greater than any video game. If you think these words are
powerful, you should have seen it in color.
There is still a pride I carry from my work. There were weddings
in my backyard. There were trips to Missouri and South Carolina for
military basic training graduations. Their were gifts like my coffee
pot, the rocking chair in the living room, an Army sticker
on my car, weekly phone conversations, a Navy “hoody”, and friendships
that will never end.
So, I’m here to tell you…I won! I’m a mentor who stayed for
the full trip. I’m grateful for this mentor’s road I walked.
I understand now why Santa Claus continues his work. It’s the gift
we give that is our reward. And, as a mentor, I have left my signature
on the hearts of a few of those cadets who struggled for success.